Causality EP

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This 7" is being pressed over seas for my tour in the UK and Europe. I will then be bringing them back, and will be mailing them to all who pre-order here! PLEASE, US and CANADA ONLY. Euro-distro info soon...
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Eric AyotteBloomington, Indiana

Eric Ayotte currently lives in Bloomington, IN where he hosts a weekly dodgeball game, a monthly short movie challenge, and
raging keggers at his place. His songwriting is urgent and sincere, filled with nostalgia, vulnerability, and political undertones....more

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Why does everything I touch turn to rust? With all the promisses of gold, they're all foolish I know, but it's hard not to believe that maybe I'm in between, and just over that hill is a cure to all that ails. Maybe someday.
And it's too much that I've made it such that every time this lesson's learned I feel something in my stomach burn for forgiveness.
But I've been awake for a thousand years, but I've not taken notes. So all these lessons are for not. All I've learned I forgot. And I've made mistakes. Honestly I know I'm a mess, and I don't blame you for running, because I've tied your shoes. This is my own destitute.

Track Name: Prove it Bartholdi

Bring us your tired. So their easier to catch, and release. Pull the hook out of their mouths. Brings us your poor, and huddle them into small forgotten space. Yearning to breathe this air that is reported to be free.
Breathe in Breathe out. We've got you now. No where to run. This is not your home.
Factory, where would you be without the poor. Your machines would cease to yield productivity. CEO what do you know about a hard days work? Your hands are clean.
Day in day out. Workers in route. To fullfil the needs of our American dreams.
It's done all for your family. Well, we'll never know about that. All we know's what can be, and the negatives attached. So we'll build this wall, deciding for all just where we stand. Some may come, while others may never touch this land.

Track Name: Big Bully

Somewhere along the way, you weren't shown how to participate. Doors only open to long hallways, and it goes on and on, it keeps on going on.
You only get the supporting role. Decisions made, out of your control. Breaking through seems impossible, and it goes on and on, it keeps on going on.
But someone's bound to hear your voice someday, do might as well let your heart ring out. Let it ring out. Your voice was meant to be heard, so let it ring out.
I know my voice can dominate, and I don't mean to take the space I take. It seems to come so naturally, and it goes on and on, it keeps on going on.
I hope I get to learn someday, the extent to which i played a part in this old medieval game, and it goes on and on, it keeps on going on.
I remember a time when they said this world was mine. Anything I can dream, I could achieve. Same story's been told to every boy that's born. Apparent heir to the throne. But now I am the wall that stands in front of you. Big bully, big bully.

Track Name: Sway

We'll surprise ourselves sometimes. With the power we have, and our influence over few. But how it grows and grows like a sapling by the road. Breaking concrete as it rose.
She'll take on the world in time. With the knowledge she has, always somehow overdue, but how she knows, she knows, so much more then it ever shows. But in time it'll surely grow.
Sidewalks never had a chance. When the roots made their demands. And just like them, you had to breathe.
I'm just not ready for this world. So someone please shut this door. Because I cannot sleep anymore. So, before anyone else gets to it, I'm using my own hands. Rest, rest, finally get some rest.